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  "description_bbcode_parsed": "<span style='word-wrap: break-word;'><a href=\"https://inkbunny.net/s/1198124\" rel=\"nofollow\">Part 1</a> | <a href=\"https://inkbunny.net/s/1646148\" rel=\"nofollow\">Part 2</a> | <strong>Part 3</strong><br /><br /><br />Yay it&#039;s finally published!!! ^w^ I&#039;m extremely sorry for the long wait and repeated delays!!<br /><br />Since over three years ago (!) when I published Chapter 2, I&#039;ve been in an extended period of self-doubt, work and lifeside overload, and lately trying to overcome my artistic shortcomings to finish a painting for the chapter. (Carrot isn&#039;t available to continue the art series!) I originally rewrote this chapter twice before settling on the draft that seemed to best fit the characters and my intent as an author. Shoutouts to <a href=\"https://inkbunny.net/Carrot\" rel=\"nofollow\">Carrot</a> and <a href=\"https://inkbunny.net/Nightdancer\" rel=\"nofollow\">Nightdancer</a> and another anonymous friend for all their helpful feedback on the illustration. &lt;3<br /><br />When I set out to write this story, I wanted to explore themes of lust, love, sacrifice and denial - and pass those on to readers in a way <em>they</em> could feel those emotions as well. I&#039;ve always loved wildlife fiction and there are very few stories with &#039;realistic&#039; ferals that go into explicit detail and darker &amp; taboo themes. This story isn&#039;t everything everyone wanted, but I hope it&#039;s still got some weight and memorability for readers, and that it inspires other writers to contribute their own tantalizing tales to the genre. ^w^<br /><br />As gratifyingly as I tried to write all the sex scenes, this story at its core is primarily about struggle and abuse. When I was a kid, I endured prolonged physical and verbal abuse from various parties. Despite my attempts to put the past behind me, it&#039;s profoundly shaped my path in life to the present, giving me what seems like infinite layers of insecurity and resentment to acknowledge and process as an adult. I feel damaged. I often wonder how things would be different if the people responsible had, instead, done the <em>right</em> thing. What would make them <em>want</em> to do better? What would they have had to sacrifice?<br /><br />This trilogy of story chapters has reached a conclusion, but I intend to produce more about Raykin, Kysp, Ry and Keet in the future! There are other things I wish to write first, in the midst of all the art and modeling and gamedev projects I&#039;m simultaneously pursuing. Still, I hope to circle back to these foxes in far less time than it&#039;s taken to publish Chapter 3. Until next time, stay floofy and radiate with love! &lt;3<br /></span>",
  "writing": "Raykin lay sullenly in the den clearing, thoroughly shaken by the latest turn of events.\n\nOvercome with lust, he'd forsaken his better judgment and allowed the kits to nurse him again. His mate, Kysp, had twisted something pleasurable into a punishment for them all. Ry, the little he-kit, had become frightened and hurt as the dominating vixen had forced him past his physical limits. Keet, the young she-fox, had been verbally shamed into submission, badgered by her mother into performing acts the kit evidently found disagreeable. Raykin could only wonder what Kysp's ominous promise of \"some other new games\" held in store tomorrow for the youngsters...\n\nHe decided he must address the abuse right now for there to be any chance of saving the family as he knew it. Kysp had not cooperated with his earlier attempts to set the family on a straighter course, and it felt like she'd just promised away his future with her plans for the day ahead – she was clearly working against his best intentions, though heaven knew why. He stared at her dolefully.\n\nKysp was studying him too, her paws crossed and countenance inhospitable. The mates watched each other in silence, allowing their offspring to doze off. When Raykin was sure Keet and Ry were sound asleep, he reasserted his earlier demand. \"We need to talk.\"\n\nKysp looked down her nose at him slightly. \"Oh? What about?\"\n\nThe spring moon, rising prominently over the nearby mountaintops to coalesce with a crystal sky, shimmered gently over her gorgeous golden fur. Bound like ghosts to the shadows of night, winter's withering phantoms tousled her pelt with gasps of ice and wind, failing to discomfort the fox beneath. The fullness of the moon served omen that the sun would rise tomorrow and chase them all away.\n\nThe vixen's expression was anything but beautiful: a chilly, hostile sneer. Raykin wondered again how he'd failed to notice her bipolar temperament when they were courting, months ago. She'd seemed so genuine, so loving, delighting in him and in the family they'd wanted to create.\n\nBut maybe he felt a false guilt. In the lingering winter after the babies were born, she'd become almost a different fox, and perhaps no keen observation from their courtship would have tipped him off to the coming of such change. There were no warning signs he could recall – during the scarcity and bitter cold, something deep in her spirit must have snapped. His heart was heavy with sadness and grief.\n\nAgain he doubted her honesty, her goodness. But doubt, he acknowledged, was rooted in what he didn't know. He searched himself for truth.\n\nKysp was ruthless, unpredictable, sometimes unkind. But shrewd, hard-working, and constantly by his side through thick and thin. She had a certain wicked streak, and he realized he had always been aware of that undertone... but in a cruel twist of perception he found that it was also part of her allure to him.\n\nEven when she was prickly, aloof, confining, she was still conjoined to his soul. He couldn't imagine himself feeling complete without her. Darkness and all.\n\nRaykin swallowed dryly. He offered no answer to her retort, but he refused to break their gaze, insisting that they WOULD talk. Kysp put her head on her paws, swishing her tail cantankerously, and maintained eye contact. As she waited, her expression changed slowly.\n\nRaykin imagined she was conniving, refining her tactics. Contemplating which of his insecurities? Devising what nefarious new approach? He realized he barely trusted her anymore.\n\nThe dog fox reinitiated. \"Kysp, do you remember when we first talked of raising kits? We chose to rear them conventionally, and to follow all the typical traditions and customs. We agreed that was the best way. That's long worked for raising happy and healthy foxes, well-prepared to face all the challenges of the world.\" He took a hard breath, the last part spilling out quickly in his anxiety.\n\nHe continued before she could respond. \"I know many traditions are silly and bygone. I know we aren't beholden to the whims of other foxes. We ARE the only foxes on this mountain; we can lead this family however we please...but someday our children will grow up, and they'll have to reconcile what we tell them with what the rest of the world will tell them.\"\n\n\"...At this point, I don't know what I believe about 'right' or 'wrong'. I can't make myself care about conformity when I so adore them pleasing me with their muzzles. I won't be able to stop on my own, now. It'll be sex every single day, as often as I can get it!\"\n\nKysp couldn't help but smirk victoriously at this admittance.\n\nRaykin felt his anger rising, irritated by her lack of compassion. \"Yet you and I both know, at some point they'll learn all about real mating! They're already...totally confused about what...a penis is for.\"\n\n\"If we press on, and they learn the truth, they'll start questioning our sincerity in every matter because they'll know we've been lying to them to indulge ourselves.\"\n\nKysp interjected sharply. \"Raykin. Life is full of struggle and misery. A little fun along the way is well deserved. You give them your best, so why should you feel guilty when they repay you in kind? Someday, yes, they'll 'learn the truth' – and then they'll get over it.\"\n\nShe flicked her ears. \"Moreover, they must learn the world is harsh and full of deceit. That lesson is GOOD for them. You need to stop worrying, and just let it happen.\"\n\nHis neckfur bristled. \"I disagree! The world will show them its burdens without our help. The kits' full confidence in us is critical to making all our teaching effective, as they must learn from us how to navigate life before they're on their own. Deceiving them undermines that goal. They won't know what to believe.\"\n\n\"You're overthinking this. It's harmless.\" The vixen rolled her eyes condescendingly.\n\n\"Harmless?! Like forcing Ry to swallow my whole length against his will? Like humiliating Keet in front of her brother to make her do something she clearly displeased?\"\n\nQuickly, he overcame his fury, not wanting to shout at her. \"Honey, I went along with it too. But you and I MUST stop letting them nurse me.\"\n\n\"There hasn't been enough food – scarcely enough for you and I, let alone enough to feed growing kits – and my teats are drying up.\" The vixen grumbled.\n\n\"We both know hunting is improving by the day! And whether or not we wean them quickly, they won't get full off me. Besides... drinking semen as nourishment... won't make them strong.\" He shivered, fighting the flood of lascivious thoughts once again assailing his focus.\n\nKysp sighed in frustration. \"You know, they're also learning a useful skill: how to adequately pleasure a grown male fox. Especially Keet – though who knows, Ry may find it useful too!\"\n\n\"Perhaps.\" Raykin tried to ignore his spiking erection. \"But you're missing the point. The most important thing to me is this family's love. And I can't let anything or anyone – even myself – put that at risk.\"\n\n\"The most important thing to me is this family's survival,\" she quipped. \"I'll see to it that you continue to provide for us, and that you are suitably rewarded by everyone in this family.\" For a fleeting moment, a strange look entered her eyes. Something grim and faraway, regretful. A ghost in her past.\n\n\"Kysp, that's exactly what you're missing. Love is what brings me home every night. Love is why I would never abandon you. Why I would choose to go hungry so you could eat. Why I would risk my own life to see that you and the kits continue living yours. Love is my impulse, AND my reward.\"\n\n\"Survival is meaningless to me without love.\" he challenged, gently.\n\n\"You know, inviting Ry and Keet to get more intimate with us could certainly bring this family closer. Maybe even increase that feeling of love. If you could just stop your fretting...\" Kysp adjusted her weight and swished the tip of her tail.\n\n\"Mmmm, and I'll admit, it makes me sooooo wet to watch their sweet baby muzzles sucking your hard-on like an overgrown nipple!\"\n\nShe brushed her tongue against her jet-black lips, as if to remind him how good it felt. \"Frankly dear, I'm surprised at you. Whyever wouldn't you find a way to make this all work? If you're so worried about lying to them, why don't we just tell them what sex is all about – and then keep right on fucking them!\"\n\n\"I-I truly wish we could! Raykin stammered. And I have fantasies of going much further with them both. But that's also what I fear: we both lack the self control to protect the kits at the same time we're mating with them. It's inevitable we'll both take our games too far, and they'll get hurt in ways we can scarcely imagine. It only takes one mistake to ruin everything we've built together.\"\n\nHe tapped his paw resolutely. \"Maybe when they're older and can properly appreciate the consequences enough to consent, they can join in our revelries. But for now, their only instinct is to trust us, and I refuse to damage the bond we share as a family through a betrayal of that trust for my own petty pleasure. I can't bear the thought of hurting our children and losing my chance to experience their love!\"\n\nEars splayed sideways, he continued shakily. \"And yes Kysp- what about OUR love? You used to favor me...\" his eyes began to water. \"You and I used to share the most wonderful of times, full of passion and satisfaction. Lately it's been different – you tease me with your body, but you're cold and aloof and...unkind.\"\n\nHis paws clenched with emotion as the tears began to fall. \"Even after the kits leave us to start families of their own, I want a relationship with YOU. And I want that to be based on mutual goodwill, and respect, and care for each other. Of course I want your body as well – but if I can't have your body, I still want your love. I-I don't understand why you've been so keen to w-withhold both from me!\"\n\nThere was silence except for his quiet sobbing. Kysp's callous, slightly-pouty expression had barely changed, but her glare had diminished considerably. Finally, she leaned forward and gently touched noses with Raykin. Intertwining whiskers like they used to do as lovers. The dog fox said no more, letting the weight of his words fill the air.\n\nKysp finally spoke. \"I've always loved you, and I'll continue to love you. I'm sorry for pushing you away. But screwing me now is out of the question – you already know that, silly. Vixens aren't even interested until the coldest throes of winter.\"\n\n\"B-but I saw you pawing yourself!\"\n\n\"I can always have sex. But my desire for it is focused on what pleasure I can find in myself. That's just nature! You can't go sticking things in me out of season. Maybe on a chilly day we can use our tongues if you're very, very good.\"\n\nRaykin cuddled muzzles with her affectionately. \"But haven't I been good? I treat you with respect and sacrifice, and bring you the best – as only the best will do.\" He sniffled forlornly.\n\nKysp's voice softened even more. \"It does not go unnoticed, my love. And trust me, I know how horny you can get.\"\n\nShe tilted her head. \"...if you'd only stop fretting, I can satisfy that hunger by letting my kits suck you off.\"\n\nRaykin bristled in protest. \"NO! This ends today. I insist! I don't know how to reverse this course, but we must find a way. And soon, I'm in danger of slipping further.\" He looked down at the sleeping kits, then directly at Kysp.\n\nHis tone was delicate, but challenging. \"I know I can be led around by my balls. It's always been that way. That makes me vulnerable and it's got to stop – because it makes this whole family vulnerable.\" He knew her well enough to be sure she'd resent such an overtone. He studied her face closely.\n\nThe vixen stared back at him icily. Raykin's spirit drooped; her reaction seeming to confirm all suspicions. Sex was her snare, and she wanted it wrapped tightly around him.\n\n\"Kysp, you know as well as I do this is a destructive, terrible game. We both enjoyed exposing our debauchery to the kits, but it has to end. I can't do this alone. I'll need your help. You must promise to help me.\"\n\n\"Alright Raykin.\" She said dryly, gritting her teeth as if to suppress a horrible rage. \"If that's what you truly want, I won't allow them to nurse you again. But YOU must promise to trust me. I am the smartest one here, after all.\"\n\nHe searched her eyes for a moment before answering. \"Alright. You know I want this family, and its love, to survive –\" He continued searching, and finally found what he was looking for \"– and I know you do too.\" There it was! The care he knew she harbored. He allowed himself to hope again, even a little.\n\nThe foxes sat in silence, mulling over the conversation. In a few minutes Raykin turned his thoughts to the kits, admiring each of them in turn. They complemented one another in so many ways. Keet the inquisitive, delicate, methodical. Ry the bold, tenacious, spontaneous.\n\nHe looked them over, sleeping together in a fuzzy pile, their bodies nestled together for warmth and comfort. Ry was dreaming, lying upside down with his forelegs in the air, twitching and murmuring occasionally. Keet slept peacefully, her head resting on her delicate paws, half curled and half stretched out, a slight heaving to her sides as she breathed and the tip of her tongue sticking out. They were a picture of flourishing innocence and tender vulnerability.\n\nHe looked back at Kysp, who was settling in for the night, her head resting on her paws and her eyelids getting droopy. Raykin shifted his weight as if to stand, asking her with his body language if he could move closer. The vixen blinked at him for a moment before nodding begrudgingly toward the bed of leaves beside her. The dog fox gratefully obliged, curling up beside her at a respectful distance – but as close as he could get.\n\n\n\n==================================================\n\n\n\nKeet wiggled her nose an inch in front of Raykin's bobbing maleness, intoxicated by his peculiar daddy scents, her eyes and lips sparkling with desire. Ry trotted up beside her, flagging his tail excitedly, and she bared her milkteeth to ward him off.\n\n\"Daddy, I'm awfully hungry!\" the she-kit whimpered. \"Can I suck on your nipple again, pleeeeease?\"\n\nBlood racing at that prospect, Raykin winced and looked at Kysp for help. The vixen's body was curled voluptuously, her breath making steamy clouds in the chilly air, one paw suspiciously out of sight and the other raised to her lips, slowly making out with a single toe.\n\nThe dog fox blushed and looked back at his daughter, who was still staring at his erection hungrily. It was time she knew the truth.\n\n\"H-honey, it's called a penis. I should have told you earlier.\"\n\n\"Huh?\" Keet pondered the unexpected information with a confused, adorable headtilt. It didn't look like she particularly cared what the phallic organ waving in front of her snout was called – but she seemed certain she wanted it in her mouth!\n\n\"Well daddy, can I suck on your 'penis' again, pleeeeease?\" Her tail fwipped back and forth in anticipation.\n\nSuch an innocent little voice, asking such a dirty question! It was enough to drive any horny father absolutely wild.\n\nSuddenly, Ry scurried between them and wrapped his mouth around Raykin's plump rubbery glans, sidling Keet out of the way with a rude shove from tail and rump. The he-kit trapped his father's swollen cockhead between his teeth, pinning it in place with a firm tongue nestled into the divot just above the older fox's urethra. Raykin groaned in pleasure.\n\n\"HEY, no fair!\" Keet barked! \"Mama says we're s'pose to ask first!\"\n\n\"You DID ask!\" Ry retorted before popping the swinging foxcock back into his mouth.\n\nThe flustered male trembled from head to toe, his son kissing and lapping at his arousal playfully. Afraid that shooing Ry away would turn the misbehavior into a game, Raykin did his best to ignore the erotic tonguebath while keeping the conversation moving. \"K-kits...do you know WHY male foxes have a penis? It's supposed to go into that special little hole between a vixen's legs!\"\n\nKeet blinked incredulously, then flopped onto her back with her hindpaws in the air, tugging at her crotch fur to look closer. \"You mean this one?\" The kit used her dainty forepaws to spread the fur, which gaped her pussy lips lasciviously. Raykin gawked as he imagined what it might feel like to stuff her full of meat, while Ry continued bathing his shaft with excited swishes of his warm little tongue.\n\n\"You're being tricky, daddy! Your 'penis' won't fit in there!\" Keet giggled.\n\n\"Brave kits can make it fit,\" Kysp mumbled quietly in a voice torpid with arousal. The vixen's shoulders jiggled back and forth, her hindpaws flexing and both her forepaws out of sight. Raykin glared at her and she quickly added \"But maybe your brother should try it first! THEN daddy can have a go.\"\n\nRy's eyes widened and he stopped lapping the quivering penis in front of him. \"Me?!\" he squeaked, looking over his shoulder at Keet and then down between her legs. His sister blepped back at him in a mixture of disgust and curiosity...\n\nRaykin's mind flooded with visions of spunky little Ry, discovering for the very first time how marvelous it felt to breed a vixen...and he and his sister unabashedly sharing their first orgasms together while mommy and daddy watched...\n\nThen he imagined himself pinning her down, scruffing her collar to keep her docile, humping relentlessly into her tiny body. Gently, of course, but as deep as he could go. Seeding her womb with the 'milk' she so earnestly craved...\n\nShe might even like it–\n\nKysp dipped her head and swiveled her ears back and downward, tempting her mate with a voice as smooth as moonlight on ice. \"Let yourself go, honey. You work so hard! I know how long you've wanted to try this...today it can all be yours...\"\n\n.........\n......\n...\n\n\n\nRaykin's eyes fluttered open, and instantly he was back in the silence of the den clearing. It was almost dawn, and he was unimaginably horny. He checked on Kysp, who seemed to be asleep beside him. And then the kits, still cozy and comfortable right where they were before.\n\nHe remembered his dream, then his convictions, striving to put libido in its place. There was no question all the sex the day before had his hormones pumping in overdrive. Although he and Kysp had reached an agreement to chart a new course, the kits still expected to nurse him in the morning, then start on the \"new games\" Kysp had promised them. He shivered. If those games were even half as kinky as the ones in his dream–\n\nA moment later he found himself savoring the idea of mating with Keet, and Ry as well because the kits would certainly agree it'd be \"only fair,\" while Kysp watched and pleasured herself.\n\nHe shook his head vigorously to make the memory fade. Just like in his dream, desire was sure to rule his behavior the moment he started down such a path, and there's no telling what he might do while under its spell. Lust was a monster, and a ghastly one, untamed and frothing in a pit in his heart. It threatened to spill over into his thoughts and actions and make HIM a monster – but only if he let it!\n\nThe dog fox hoped Kysp had something clever in mind to deter the eager youngsters, or it was going to be a very difficult day!\n\nHe considered lying down next to the kits and pretending to be asleep, with his sheath against their noses, in case they might start the blowjobs before he or his mate had a chance to stop them–\n\nHe bit his lip and looked away, furious with himself. Trying to ignore that incessant rush into lechery. Trying to forget how eager they were to suck him in his most intimate places. How they would jump at the chance to copulate him with their muzzles, again and again, as often as he wanted...\n\n\n\n\"Have a problem there?\" Kysp asked, stretching her toes. She blinked at him drowsily, the corners of her mouth upturned in a barely discernible leer.\n\n\"I'm too weak!\" he exclaimed, his ears drooping. \"Even if we both work together to wean them. We've already come too far.\"\n\nKysp yawned and studied him for a moment. \"Well, it IS a chilly night, and all our fun yesterday left me feeling unusually frisky.\" She tilted her head, contemplating.\n\n\"I could take the pressure off you right now...if you want...\" she whispered, her voice smooth and bewitching.\n\nRaykin flinched and felt his fur ruffle. He stared into her eyes, only half-believing in the legitimacy of her offer. \"But Kysp, you said–\"\n\n\"I owe you one, Raykin...for letting this game of mine get out of hand. Come on, let's play together like we used to, while we've got the night to ourselves!\" She tongued at her lips provocatively, beckoning him with a smile...\n\nHow readily he pushed away his doubts and reservations, wanting to believe she was sincere! Heart racing and erection swelling in his sheath, he stood up quickly.\n\nShe snickered at him in amusement, then rose to her feet, taking her time. Leisurely, the vixen moved closer, her body a rippling sensation of warmth and promise, and Raykin felt a strand of drool slip from his chin and spiral to the dirt below. Oh, how he wanted contact with such a beautiful creature, HIS mate, and how deeply he yearned for her love – and now both seemed possible again, perhaps truly within reach!\n\nKysp nuzzled up against his chest and shoulders, brushing her breast fluff into him, wrapping her head and neck around his, affectionately. Slowly, so slowly, she bent down and slid her head between his forelegs, tilting her muzzle back and up to keep her chin on his chest as long as possible. Dropping her gaze, she studied his privates and peeking member, without making a sound apart from her long, sensuous breaths. Raykin let her ogle for a few moments, then took a step forward to get over her. She put her snout right next to his stiffened member so he could feel the warmth of her exhalations – but nothing more.\n\nRaykin whined urgently. Even in her moment of relinquishment she was still a merciless tease. His penis jutted out lustfully, his imagination running wild with visions of coming ecstasy, but his mind gripping tight to the possibility it was still just a cruel trick or delusion.\n\nKysp nuzzled into his belly fur and he humped forward a little, trying to connect. She dodged elegantly as she continued to drift toward his crotch and inner thighs, making effective but almost unnoticeable alterations of course, always missing the mark he so eagerly anticipated. She breathed hungrily on his genitals, very deliberately keeping just out of reach.\n\nHe finally relented and stood still, shivering a little, realizing she would get to him in her own good time, hoping she would get bored and hurry it up. Praying she would reward him for his patience, his docility. He heard her giggle and he put his ears half back.\n\n\"Kysp...please!\"\n\nShe started licking, everywhere but There, knowing exactly how much the denial would drive him crazy. Her tongue slipped decisively across his lower abdomen, into his crotch on both sides of his sheath, in front of it again almost brushing over the drooling tip – he tried to cheat a little with a sudden hump forward, but she rotated her head and dodged effortlessly, almost like she'd anticipated it and read him perfectly. Ears back and face downcast, he begged her once again.\n\n\"Kysp!!!!\" he whispered hoarsely, trying not to wake the kits.\n\nHe could FEEL her smiling. The vixen stopped moving and hovered just in front of his package, waiting pitilessly. Raykin stamped one foot in frustration. His tail extended straight out behind him, a little frizzled. His hips wanted to gyrate, his half-unsheathed member heavy and flopping, desperate to stiffen and bury itself inside suction and wet warmth. She tortured him gladly, leaving him starving and exposed with his goal just out of reach.\n\nSuddenly he felt her lips wrap around him, instantly burying his uncovered cocklength in her pointed muzzle. She didn't just engulf his penis, she took as much of his furry sheath into her mouth as possible too, and stretched her tongue back as far as she could to blanket even more of it in irresistible wet warmth.\n\nHer head tilted upwards and backwards, submitting her throat to his daring advances, and she kept her nose wedged tight against his belly, allowing her to widen her jaw even more to carry him in. He gasped and leaned forward as she devoutly stroked at his genitals with a twisting tongue, bunching up the skin in sensational ways as he hardened immediately between her lips.\n\nFrom past experiences, he knew Kysp was typically dry-mouthed during sex – so it impressed him that she had produced enough saliva to lubricate him well and leave him sloppy and wet. In moments he felt his knot bulging out, slipping free as her probing tongue rolled back his sheathfur, and Kysp let the distending bulb grow inside her cheeks until just before he would have tied her – all the while wiggling her tongue against everything she could reach. Raykin reared his head and squinted his eyes, mouth hanging open in astonishment and indulgence.\n\nHe couldn't really compare this experience to the sex he got when the kits nursed him, earlier. There was something unique and irresistible about their inexperience and naiveté, their tiny muzzles latched onto his pulsing shaft and the arousing simplicity of their endgame. Kysp went about her business expertly, purely for the sake of lust and sensation, caressing secret forbidden places even Raykin hadn't realized were so erogenous. Her lips were as effective as her tongue, the way she curled and puckered and swept them all around his skin. And oh that tonguework! Unlike the kits, she readily used sideways and rotational motion and could meander lavishly to push and pull and tug at his shaft, knot and sheath.\n\nWith a loud pop of suction she let him swing loose, little strandlets of precum and saliva flickering to the ground, then leaned her head forward immediately to play with his scrotum. Even with the odd angle, coming up from below the front of his sack, she was able to cover most of his balls in warm, wet licks. Raykin spread his legs and lowered his hips, teabagging her cupped tongue, feeling the fatty pouch squish up as she rolled him around. Now she turned her head left and right ever so slightly, mimicking the motion more dramatically with her tongue, bathing and compressing the flexible skin against each leg. She delved backward and drew him in with steady lapping, then sucked loudly on both balls. A moment later she stroked his perineum with the tip of her tongue, testicles completely inside her mouth and locked between her molars, and he gasped loudly, loving how erotic and dangerous it felt.\n\nHis twitching penis bumped against her forehead and she balanced it there by perking her ears. He looked back and noticed her genuinely admiring his full, tightly stretched knot resting just above her eyelashes, her lips massaging his scrotum as she sucked and slurped the ballsack lustily. With a huffing \"smlkkf\" she let his balls swing free, then leaned in again and kissed them over and over again with tightly pinched lips, bouncing and wobbling them with her kisses, each peck its own explosion of sensation. Finally she nuzzled them gently, then leaned herself back to continue working on his penis.\n\nRaykin could barely contain himself. He was already close, and if Kysp gave his foxhood anything like the treatment she'd just given his nuts – this was going to be the best blowjob of his life. But suddenly she slipped entirely out from under him, stood up, and lingered beside him grinning.\n\n\"What's the matter, big boy? You seem a little pent up!\"\n\nHis fur floofed everywhere and he put his ears all the way back. \"Kyyyyyssssppp!!! Come on!!!!!\"\n\nShe tiptoed around him slowly, in a big circle, sweeping her tail under his chin. \"Hmmm....\" was all she said. Raykin stood motionless, face contorted in an earnest plea, his throbbing maleness hanging there heavily, alone and untended. Kysp stopped pacing and waited directly in front of him, still smiling slyly.\n\nHe drank in her perfect form. Round at the hips, lithe at the waist, exquisitely supple. She was gorgeous and she flaunted it, arching her back slightly so the moonlight would streak off her fur in beautiful golden rivulets. She turned her head slightly, never breaking eye contact, keeping her nose pointed and her ears perked in tune with the electricity of the moment. Her lips were just wet enough to reflect the light in all the right ways, soft and lively and clean with the promise of unspeakable pleasures to come. Her eyes were dancing in narrow slits, searching him out, gazing into his heart and mind and most intimate places...\n\n\"Tell me, do you think I'm good enough for you? Come better or worse?\"\n\nHe was taken aback. \"Y-yes! You have always been enough! ...M-more than enough!\"\n\nShe touched noses with him. \"Then feed me, my love.\" And crawled back under him eagerly.\n\nRaykin was trembling with anticipation, scouring his mind for what she had in store for him next – all he could imagine was that it would be magnificent.\n\nKysp wrapped her lips around the very tip of his penis – not sucking, just holding them there. Ever so slowly, she slid his cockhead into her mouth, carefully minimizing the sensations as much as she could. She stalled a torturously long moment, then continued taking him in, inch by inch, moving so little as to provide wet, continuous warmth with only the faintest hint of suction. She stopped when she touched his knot, letting him feel her there, cradling his shaft submissively. For a good thirty seconds she just held him there motionless, her huffing breaths in tune with his pounding heart and him panting heavily in the moonlight, occasionally dripping glistening saliva onto her shapely rump settled enticingly between his forelegs.\n\nShe whined seductively and started moving her tongue gently forward and backward inside her muzzle, imitating the nursing motion of the kits. Slowly, so damned slowly, she increased suction. Raykin's balls tensed as he was about to blow his load, so she bit down softly to distract him, all while steadily intensifying her treatment. Raykin felt his eyes water at the sudden sting and stamped his back paw, feeling his maleness straining forward, begging her for more. Kysp made no sounds except for a muffled, swallowing \"cchlllpp\", internalized and divinely muffled by her tightly sealed vixen muzzle.\n\nShe began bobbing her head, scraping him sharply with her teeth to keep him from climaxing. It hurt, not quite piercing the thin and sensitive skin – but the combination of sensations felt incredible while effectively suspending his orgasm. On each forward thrust Kysp made sure to slap her snoot against his knot, using the momentum to push him back in a tug of slippery skin as her head then reversed direction, bouncing him in and out of her. Raykin leaned into the action as far as he could without losing his balance, his hind legs spread wide, tail flagged, lifting one foreleg at a time to flex his forepaws and vent excess energy. Kysp grunted immodestly as she sucked, keeping her eyes closed and lips locked tight, cheeks sculpted lustily around his engorged member as it slithered around inside her talented mouth.\n\nWithout any warning she changed her approach altogether, and Raykin knew she meant this to be his climax. Somehow she nearly doubled her sucking strength, having apparently been holding back, flickering her tightly curled tongue all along his erection, head bobbing fiercely, making no attempt to be quiet or contained in any way. Louds \"ollmpphs\" and \"sloorks\" and \"pplsssps\" and \"hmmmmmms\" and other unimaginably sexy sounds targeted Raykin's every male instinct. He couldn't help but thrust greedily – and she encouraged this, shifting her stance into a low crouch so she could react to his humping with full mobility, moaning around his pleasure.\n\nRy and Keet were wide awake, watching with big, saucer eyes. Raykin noticed them but couldn't focus, humping ferally into his mate, squeezing her ample haunches with his forepaws, his world upside down and inside out with a cascading spiral of the purest, most rapturous color – and the unmatchable, supreme perfection of his soul-mate beneath him.\n\nThe vixen reoriented her muzzle with every thrust, twisting her lips and head and pounding her nose against his knot like a bumper, wrapping her tongue around the fleshy sphere to lap at the base and sheathlips, oscillating her tongue along his shaft, raising it up along his length to maintain a consistent pressure, scooping back to draw him in and give him the sensation of sliding deeper, gripping and tormenting him with the slickest little glides and whips. And tightly, tightly sucking.\n\nRaykin felt his orgasm catapulting upward and outward. He burst forth in a white-hot torrent, whimpering loudly with his jaws agape, lines of drool rolling off his lips and cascading onto her rump fur below. The vixen crouched under him, writhing lustfully, greedily swallowing the thick jets of semen. Milking him. Drinking him.\n\nAnd just like that, without warning, she slashed him sharply with a single fang, cutting through the thin skin about halfway up his penis in a decisively painful, razor-sharp incision. He yelped at the top of his lungs, eyes wide in horror.\n\n\"Kyyyyyysssssppppppp!!!!!\"\n\nShe jammed her head forward and upward, semen and blood squirting out against his crotch, and he felt the stiff, bloating compression of his knot against her mouth before she parted her teeth and he popped inside. Her pure-white cheeks billowed out around him and she clenched him there firmly. He tried to backpedal to escape the searing ache, still orgasming intensely, but she crept forward beneath him, deeply pegged and locked in place with her face buried in his wet nether-fur. He was bleeding profusely but couldn't do anything about it, and the cut hurt like fire as she stroked it with her tongue – but he simply wasn't going anywhere, trapped against his will between the sharpest of pain and pleasure. He gave up his fight and stood, crying harshly as the feelings overwhelmed him, knotted to the muzzle of his terrible, wonderful mate, ejaculating and bleeding into the back of her throat.\n\nRy and Keet were frantic, squeaking out questions in shrill voices weighted with fear. Raykin flattened his ears in shame, not hearing any of it, tears rolling down his cheeks. Ry dashed over to Kysp, trying to comprehend why she was stuck so awkwardly to Raykin's nipple, and she smiled with some difficulty and winked at him. Through the stretched skin of Kysp's cheek, Raykin felt the pressure of a tiny tongue pressed up against his knot, as Ry licked at the bulge in his mother's cheek in concern. Keet was propped up in a stand, her paws planted on Kysp's hindquarters, nuzzling into Raykin's chest fluff, crying because he was crying. He dropped his head sadly, licking at her face and neck. Their mutual distress was both comforting and deeply upsetting.\n\nThe foxes stayed together for several minutes before Raykin softened enough to pop free from Kysp's muzzle. His penis was still bleeding slowly, and the cut was incredibly sore, but the constant pressure and contact of her saliva had mostly sealed the wound. He looked back at the vixen, begging her for answers.\n\n\"What happened, mama?\" Ry asked for the hundredth time, his voice shaky, trying to sound brave. He studied Raykin's erection as it softened, hanging lewdly a few inches from his face. \"Why is daddy hurt there? Did you bite him?\"\n\nKysp gulped loudly and licked her lips. \"Yes, I bit him, kits. I tried to nurse him too and this is what happened. I guess...my teeth were too sharp.\" Ry and Keet looked shocked.\n\nKysp continued. \"But don't worry, it'll heal. Your teeth are getting sharp now, too. You can't nurse him anymore; you're going to have to finish your weaning and eat meat.\" She looked up at Raykin. \"I'll take care of you. I promise.\"\n\nRaykin's tears fell once more, the relief and gratitude flooding over him. \"K-k-kits, I'll – be just fine.\" The dog fox swallowed shallowly, trying to stop crying. \"Your mother is a fine, fine vixen.\" He sat back on his haunches, wincing in severe pain. Kysp and the kits watched him closely.\n\n\"She ... might have to help me hunt for that meat, though.\" He finally smiled, weakly.\n\nKysp smirked confidently as the siblings looked back at her. \"Oh, you'll be eating well. And kits, maybe sometime you can come along to watch, too!\"\n\nRy and Keet twitched their tails excitedly, visibly relieved that their parents were alright. \"Ok mommy!\"\n\nKysp wiped the fluids off her lips and made sure the kits noticed. Without a word they trotted over to her and helped lick her face, neck, chest and paws. She made quite a show of the whole affair, spooning some of the semen out of her mouth and offering it to the little foxes – and they licked it out of her cupped, extended tongue. Raykin jutted forward with new arousal – and then yelped loudly, turning away and licking his wound to keep it from reopening. Oh Kysp, some things never change...\n\nThe kits finished cleaning Kysp and the vixen trotted over to Raykin, nuzzling into his neck fur, looking up at him with her luscious, foxy eyes.\n\nHe sighed and leaned against her until the mischievous youngsters distracted themselves with some other game, scampering off into the bushes, frisky with the first gleam of the sunrise and the chipper morning air.\n\nWhether or not the kits would remember these escapades, time would tell. For the beleaguered mates, the journey toward healing had finally begun. And for all its weaknesses, failures, and brokenness – the family was whole again.\n\nThe End",
  "writing_bbcode_parsed": "<span style='word-wrap: break-word;'>Raykin lay sullenly in the den clearing, thoroughly shaken by the latest turn of events.<br /><br />Overcome with lust, he&#039;d forsaken his better judgment and allowed the kits to nurse him again. His mate, Kysp, had twisted something pleasurable into a punishment for them all. Ry, the little he-kit, had become frightened and hurt as the dominating vixen had forced him past his physical limits. Keet, the young she-fox, had been verbally shamed into submission, badgered by her mother into performing acts the kit evidently found disagreeable. Raykin could only wonder what Kysp&#039;s ominous promise of &quot;some other new games&quot; held in store tomorrow for the youngsters...<br /><br />He decided he must address the abuse right now for there to be any chance of saving the family as he knew it. Kysp had not cooperated with his earlier attempts to set the family on a straighter course, and it felt like she&#039;d just promised away his future with her plans for the day ahead &ndash; she was clearly working against his best intentions, though heaven knew why. He stared at her dolefully.<br /><br />Kysp was studying him too, her paws crossed and countenance inhospitable. The mates watched each other in silence, allowing their offspring to doze off. When Raykin was sure Keet and Ry were sound asleep, he reasserted his earlier demand. &quot;We need to talk.&quot;<br /><br />Kysp looked down her nose at him slightly. &quot;Oh? What about?&quot;<br /><br />The spring moon, rising prominently over the nearby mountaintops to coalesce with a crystal sky, shimmered gently over her gorgeous golden fur. Bound like ghosts to the shadows of night, winter&#039;s withering phantoms tousled her pelt with gasps of ice and wind, failing to discomfort the fox beneath. The fullness of the moon served omen that the sun would rise tomorrow and chase them all away.<br /><br />The vixen&#039;s expression was anything but beautiful: a chilly, hostile sneer. Raykin wondered again how he&#039;d failed to notice her bipolar temperament when they were courting, months ago. She&#039;d seemed so genuine, so loving, delighting in him and in the family they&#039;d wanted to create.<br /><br />But maybe he felt a false guilt. In the lingering winter after the babies were born, she&#039;d become almost a different fox, and perhaps no keen observation from their courtship would have tipped him off to the coming of such change. There were no warning signs he could recall &ndash; during the scarcity and bitter cold, something deep in her spirit must have snapped. His heart was heavy with sadness and grief.<br /><br />Again he doubted her honesty, her goodness. But doubt, he acknowledged, was rooted in what he didn&#039;t know. He searched himself for truth.<br /><br />Kysp was ruthless, unpredictable, sometimes unkind. But shrewd, hard-working, and constantly by his side through thick and thin. She had a certain wicked streak, and he realized he had always been aware of that undertone... but in a cruel twist of perception he found that it was also part of her allure to him.<br /><br />Even when she was prickly, aloof, confining, she was still conjoined to his soul. He couldn&#039;t imagine himself feeling complete without her. Darkness and all.<br /><br />Raykin swallowed dryly. He offered no answer to her retort, but he refused to break their gaze, insisting that they WOULD talk. Kysp put her head on her paws, swishing her tail cantankerously, and maintained eye contact. As she waited, her expression changed slowly.<br /><br />Raykin imagined she was conniving, refining her tactics. Contemplating which of his insecurities? Devising what nefarious new approach? He realized he barely trusted her anymore.<br /><br />The dog fox reinitiated. &quot;Kysp, do you remember when we first talked of raising kits? We chose to rear them conventionally, and to follow all the typical traditions and customs. We agreed that was the best way. That&#039;s long worked for raising happy and healthy foxes, well-prepared to face all the challenges of the world.&quot; He took a hard breath, the last part spilling out quickly in his anxiety.<br /><br />He continued before she could respond. &quot;I know many traditions are silly and bygone. I know we aren&#039;t beholden to the whims of other foxes. We ARE the only foxes on this mountain; we can lead this family however we please...but someday our children will grow up, and they&#039;ll have to reconcile what we tell them with what the rest of the world will tell them.&quot;<br /><br />&quot;...At this point, I don&#039;t know what I believe about &#039;right&#039; or &#039;wrong&#039;. I can&#039;t make myself care about conformity when I so adore them pleasing me with their muzzles. I won&#039;t be able to stop on my own, now. It&#039;ll be sex every single day, as often as I can get it!&quot;<br /><br />Kysp couldn&#039;t help but smirk victoriously at this admittance.<br /><br />Raykin felt his anger rising, irritated by her lack of compassion. &quot;Yet you and I both know, at some point they&#039;ll learn all about real mating! They&#039;re already...totally confused about what...a penis is for.&quot;<br /><br />&quot;If we press on, and they learn the truth, they&#039;ll start questioning our sincerity in every matter because they&#039;ll know we&#039;ve been lying to them to indulge ourselves.&quot;<br /><br />Kysp interjected sharply. &quot;Raykin. Life is full of struggle and misery. A little fun along the way is well deserved. You give them your best, so why should you feel guilty when they repay you in kind? Someday, yes, they&#039;ll &#039;learn the truth&#039; &ndash; and then they&#039;ll get over it.&quot;<br /><br />She flicked her ears. &quot;Moreover, they must learn the world is harsh and full of deceit. That lesson is GOOD for them. You need to stop worrying, and just let it happen.&quot;<br /><br />His neckfur bristled. &quot;I disagree! The world will show them its burdens without our help. The kits&#039; full confidence in us is critical to making all our teaching effective, as they must learn from us how to navigate life before they&#039;re on their own. Deceiving them undermines that goal. They won&#039;t know what to believe.&quot;<br /><br />&quot;You&#039;re overthinking this. It&#039;s harmless.&quot; The vixen rolled her eyes condescendingly.<br /><br />&quot;Harmless?! Like forcing Ry to swallow my whole length against his will? Like humiliating Keet in front of her brother to make her do something she clearly displeased?&quot;<br /><br />Quickly, he overcame his fury, not wanting to shout at her. &quot;Honey, I went along with it too. But you and I MUST stop letting them nurse me.&quot;<br /><br />&quot;There hasn&#039;t been enough food &ndash; scarcely enough for you and I, let alone enough to feed growing kits &ndash; and my teats are drying up.&quot; The vixen grumbled.<br /><br />&quot;We both know hunting is improving by the day! And whether or not we wean them quickly, they won&#039;t get full off me. Besides... drinking semen as nourishment... won&#039;t make them strong.&quot; He shivered, fighting the flood of lascivious thoughts once again assailing his focus.<br /><br />Kysp sighed in frustration. &quot;You know, they&#039;re also learning a useful skill: how to adequately pleasure a grown male fox. Especially Keet &ndash; though who knows, Ry may find it useful too!&quot;<br /><br />&quot;Perhaps.&quot; Raykin tried to ignore his spiking erection. &quot;But you&#039;re missing the point. The most important thing to me is this family&#039;s love. And I can&#039;t let anything or anyone &ndash; even myself &ndash; put that at risk.&quot;<br /><br />&quot;The most important thing to me is this family&#039;s survival,&quot; she quipped. &quot;I&#039;ll see to it that you continue to provide for us, and that you are suitably rewarded by everyone in this family.&quot; For a fleeting moment, a strange look entered her eyes. Something grim and faraway, regretful. A ghost in her past.<br /><br />&quot;Kysp, that&#039;s exactly what you&#039;re missing. Love is what brings me home every night. Love is why I would never abandon you. Why I would choose to go hungry so you could eat. Why I would risk my own life to see that you and the kits continue living yours. Love is my impulse, AND my reward.&quot;<br /><br />&quot;Survival is meaningless to me without love.&quot; he challenged, gently.<br /><br />&quot;You know, inviting Ry and Keet to get more intimate with us could certainly bring this family closer. Maybe even increase that feeling of love. If you could just stop your fretting...&quot; Kysp adjusted her weight and swished the tip of her tail.<br /><br />&quot;Mmmm, and I&#039;ll admit, it makes me sooooo wet to watch their sweet baby muzzles sucking your hard-on like an overgrown nipple!&quot;<br /><br />She brushed her tongue against her jet-black lips, as if to remind him how good it felt. &quot;Frankly dear, I&#039;m surprised at you. Whyever wouldn&#039;t you find a way to make this all work? If you&#039;re so worried about lying to them, why don&#039;t we just tell them what sex is all about &ndash; and then keep right on fucking them!&quot;<br /><br />&quot;I-I truly wish we could! Raykin stammered. And I have fantasies of going much further with them both. But that&#039;s also what I fear: we both lack the self control to protect the kits at the same time we&#039;re mating with them. It&#039;s inevitable we&#039;ll both take our games too far, and they&#039;ll get hurt in ways we can scarcely imagine. It only takes one mistake to ruin everything we&#039;ve built together.&quot;<br /><br />He tapped his paw resolutely. &quot;Maybe when they&#039;re older and can properly appreciate the consequences enough to consent, they can join in our revelries. But for now, their only instinct is to trust us, and I refuse to damage the bond we share as a family through a betrayal of that trust for my own petty pleasure. I can&#039;t bear the thought of hurting our children and losing my chance to experience their love!&quot;<br /><br />Ears splayed sideways, he continued shakily. &quot;And yes Kysp- what about OUR love? You used to favor me...&quot; his eyes began to water. &quot;You and I used to share the most wonderful of times, full of passion and satisfaction. Lately it&#039;s been different &ndash; you tease me with your body, but you&#039;re cold and aloof and...unkind.&quot;<br /><br />His paws clenched with emotion as the tears began to fall. &quot;Even after the kits leave us to start families of their own, I want a relationship with YOU. And I want that to be based on mutual goodwill, and respect, and care for each other. Of course I want your body as well &ndash; but if I can&#039;t have your body, I still want your love. I-I don&#039;t understand why you&#039;ve been so keen to w-withhold both from me!&quot;<br /><br />There was silence except for his quiet sobbing. Kysp&#039;s callous, slightly-pouty expression had barely changed, but her glare had diminished considerably. Finally, she leaned forward and gently touched noses with Raykin. Intertwining whiskers like they used to do as lovers. The dog fox said no more, letting the weight of his words fill the air.<br /><br />Kysp finally spoke. &quot;I&#039;ve always loved you, and I&#039;ll continue to love you. I&#039;m sorry for pushing you away. But screwing me now is out of the question &ndash; you already know that, silly. Vixens aren&#039;t even interested until the coldest throes of winter.&quot;<br /><br />&quot;B-but I saw you pawing yourself!&quot;<br /><br />&quot;I can always have sex. But my desire for it is focused on what pleasure I can find in myself. That&#039;s just nature! You can&#039;t go sticking things in me out of season. Maybe on a chilly day we can use our tongues if you&#039;re very, very good.&quot;<br /><br />Raykin cuddled muzzles with her affectionately. &quot;But haven&#039;t I been good? I treat you with respect and sacrifice, and bring you the best &ndash; as only the best will do.&quot; He sniffled forlornly.<br /><br />Kysp&#039;s voice softened even more. &quot;It does not go unnoticed, my love. And trust me, I know how horny you can get.&quot;<br /><br />She tilted her head. &quot;...if you&#039;d only stop fretting, I can satisfy that hunger by letting my kits suck you off.&quot;<br /><br />Raykin bristled in protest. &quot;NO! This ends today. I insist! I don&#039;t know how to reverse this course, but we must find a way. And soon, I&#039;m in danger of slipping further.&quot; He looked down at the sleeping kits, then directly at Kysp.<br /><br />His tone was delicate, but challenging. &quot;I know I can be led around by my balls. It&#039;s always been that way. That makes me vulnerable and it&#039;s got to stop &ndash; because it makes this whole family vulnerable.&quot; He knew her well enough to be sure she&#039;d resent such an overtone. He studied her face closely.<br /><br />The vixen stared back at him icily. Raykin&#039;s spirit drooped; her reaction seeming to confirm all suspicions. Sex was her snare, and she wanted it wrapped tightly around him.<br /><br />&quot;Kysp, you know as well as I do this is a destructive, terrible game. We both enjoyed exposing our debauchery to the kits, but it has to end. I can&#039;t do this alone. I&#039;ll need your help. You must promise to help me.&quot;<br /><br />&quot;Alright Raykin.&quot; She said dryly, gritting her teeth as if to suppress a horrible rage. &quot;If that&#039;s what you truly want, I won&#039;t allow them to nurse you again. But YOU must promise to trust me. I am the smartest one here, after all.&quot;<br /><br />He searched her eyes for a moment before answering. &quot;Alright. You know I want this family, and its love, to survive &ndash;&quot; He continued searching, and finally found what he was looking for &quot;&ndash; and I know you do too.&quot; There it was! The care he knew she harbored. He allowed himself to hope again, even a little.<br /><br />The foxes sat in silence, mulling over the conversation. In a few minutes Raykin turned his thoughts to the kits, admiring each of them in turn. They complemented one another in so many ways. Keet the inquisitive, delicate, methodical. Ry the bold, tenacious, spontaneous.<br /><br />He looked them over, sleeping together in a fuzzy pile, their bodies nestled together for warmth and comfort. Ry was dreaming, lying upside down with his forelegs in the air, twitching and murmuring occasionally. Keet slept peacefully, her head resting on her delicate paws, half curled and half stretched out, a slight heaving to her sides as she breathed and the tip of her tongue sticking out. They were a picture of flourishing innocence and tender vulnerability.<br /><br />He looked back at Kysp, who was settling in for the night, her head resting on her paws and her eyelids getting droopy. Raykin shifted his weight as if to stand, asking her with his body language if he could move closer. The vixen blinked at him for a moment before nodding begrudgingly toward the bed of leaves beside her. The dog fox gratefully obliged, curling up beside her at a respectful distance &ndash; but as close as he could get.<br /><br /><br /><br />==================================================<br /><br /><br /><br />Keet wiggled her nose an inch in front of Raykin&#039;s bobbing maleness, intoxicated by his peculiar daddy scents, her eyes and lips sparkling with desire. Ry trotted up beside her, flagging his tail excitedly, and she bared her milkteeth to ward him off.<br /><br />&quot;Daddy, I&#039;m awfully hungry!&quot; the she-kit whimpered. &quot;Can I suck on your nipple again, pleeeeease?&quot;<br /><br />Blood racing at that prospect, Raykin winced and looked at Kysp for help. The vixen&#039;s body was curled voluptuously, her breath making steamy clouds in the chilly air, one paw suspiciously out of sight and the other raised to her lips, slowly making out with a single toe.<br /><br />The dog fox blushed and looked back at his daughter, who was still staring at his erection hungrily. It was time she knew the truth.<br /><br />&quot;H-honey, it&#039;s called a penis. I should have told you earlier.&quot;<br /><br />&quot;Huh?&quot; Keet pondered the unexpected information with a confused, adorable headtilt. It didn&#039;t look like she particularly cared what the phallic organ waving in front of her snout was called &ndash; but she seemed certain she wanted it in her mouth!<br /><br />&quot;Well daddy, can I suck on your &#039;penis&#039; again, pleeeeease?&quot; Her tail fwipped back and forth in anticipation.<br /><br />Such an innocent little voice, asking such a dirty question! It was enough to drive any horny father absolutely wild.<br /><br />Suddenly, Ry scurried between them and wrapped his mouth around Raykin&#039;s plump rubbery glans, sidling Keet out of the way with a rude shove from tail and rump. The he-kit trapped his father&#039;s swollen cockhead between his teeth, pinning it in place with a firm tongue nestled into the divot just above the older fox&#039;s urethra. Raykin groaned in pleasure.<br /><br />&quot;HEY, no fair!&quot; Keet barked! &quot;Mama says we&#039;re s&#039;pose to ask first!&quot;<br /><br />&quot;You DID ask!&quot; Ry retorted before popping the swinging foxcock back into his mouth.<br /><br />The flustered male trembled from head to toe, his son kissing and lapping at his arousal playfully. Afraid that shooing Ry away would turn the misbehavior into a game, Raykin did his best to ignore the erotic tonguebath while keeping the conversation moving. &quot;K-kits...do you know WHY male foxes have a penis? It&#039;s supposed to go into that special little hole between a vixen&#039;s legs!&quot;<br /><br />Keet blinked incredulously, then flopped onto her back with her hindpaws in the air, tugging at her crotch fur to look closer. &quot;You mean this one?&quot; The kit used her dainty forepaws to spread the fur, which gaped her pussy lips lasciviously. Raykin gawked as he imagined what it might feel like to stuff her full of meat, while Ry continued bathing his shaft with excited swishes of his warm little tongue.<br /><br />&quot;You&#039;re being tricky, daddy! Your &#039;penis&#039; won&#039;t fit in there!&quot; Keet giggled.<br /><br />&quot;Brave kits can make it fit,&quot; Kysp mumbled quietly in a voice torpid with arousal. The vixen&#039;s shoulders jiggled back and forth, her hindpaws flexing and both her forepaws out of sight. Raykin glared at her and she quickly added &quot;But maybe your brother should try it first! THEN daddy can have a go.&quot;<br /><br />Ry&#039;s eyes widened and he stopped lapping the quivering penis in front of him. &quot;Me?!&quot; he squeaked, looking over his shoulder at Keet and then down between her legs. His sister blepped back at him in a mixture of disgust and curiosity...<br /><br />Raykin&#039;s mind flooded with visions of spunky little Ry, discovering for the very first time how marvelous it felt to breed a vixen...and he and his sister unabashedly sharing their first orgasms together while mommy and daddy watched...<br /><br />Then he imagined himself pinning her down, scruffing her collar to keep her docile, humping relentlessly into her tiny body. Gently, of course, but as deep as he could go. Seeding her womb with the &#039;milk&#039; she so earnestly craved...<br /><br />She might even like it&ndash;<br /><br />Kysp dipped her head and swiveled her ears back and downward, tempting her mate with a voice as smooth as moonlight on ice. &quot;Let yourself go, honey. You work so hard! I know how long you&#039;ve wanted to try this...today it can all be yours...&quot;<br /><br />.........<br />......<br />...<br /><br /><br /><br />Raykin&#039;s eyes fluttered open, and instantly he was back in the silence of the den clearing. It was almost dawn, and he was unimaginably horny. He checked on Kysp, who seemed to be asleep beside him. And then the kits, still cozy and comfortable right where they were before.<br /><br />He remembered his dream, then his convictions, striving to put libido in its place. There was no question all the sex the day before had his hormones pumping in overdrive. Although he and Kysp had reached an agreement to chart a new course, the kits still expected to nurse him in the morning, then start on the &quot;new games&quot; Kysp had promised them. He shivered. If those games were even half as kinky as the ones in his dream&ndash;<br /><br />A moment later he found himself savoring the idea of mating with Keet, and Ry as well because the kits would certainly agree it&#039;d be &quot;only fair,&quot; while Kysp watched and pleasured herself.<br /><br />He shook his head vigorously to make the memory fade. Just like in his dream, desire was sure to rule his behavior the moment he started down such a path, and there&#039;s no telling what he might do while under its spell. Lust was a monster, and a ghastly one, untamed and frothing in a pit in his heart. It threatened to spill over into his thoughts and actions and make HIM a monster &ndash; but only if he let it!<br /><br />The dog fox hoped Kysp had something clever in mind to deter the eager youngsters, or it was going to be a very difficult day!<br /><br />He considered lying down next to the kits and pretending to be asleep, with his sheath against their noses, in case they might start the blowjobs before he or his mate had a chance to stop them&ndash;<br /><br />He bit his lip and looked away, furious with himself. Trying to ignore that incessant rush into lechery. Trying to forget how eager they were to suck him in his most intimate places. How they would jump at the chance to copulate him with their muzzles, again and again, as often as he wanted...<br /><br /><br /><br />&quot;Have a problem there?&quot; Kysp asked, stretching her toes. She blinked at him drowsily, the corners of her mouth upturned in a barely discernible leer.<br /><br />&quot;I&#039;m too weak!&quot; he exclaimed, his ears drooping. &quot;Even if we both work together to wean them. We&#039;ve already come too far.&quot;<br /><br />Kysp yawned and studied him for a moment. &quot;Well, it IS a chilly night, and all our fun yesterday left me feeling unusually frisky.&quot; She tilted her head, contemplating.<br /><br />&quot;I could take the pressure off you right now...if you want...&quot; she whispered, her voice smooth and bewitching.<br /><br />Raykin flinched and felt his fur ruffle. He stared into her eyes, only half-believing in the legitimacy of her offer. &quot;But Kysp, you said&ndash;&quot;<br /><br />&quot;I owe you one, Raykin...for letting this game of mine get out of hand. Come on, let&#039;s play together like we used to, while we&#039;ve got the night to ourselves!&quot; She tongued at her lips provocatively, beckoning him with a smile...<br /><br />How readily he pushed away his doubts and reservations, wanting to believe she was sincere! Heart racing and erection swelling in his sheath, he stood up quickly.<br /><br />She snickered at him in amusement, then rose to her feet, taking her time. Leisurely, the vixen moved closer, her body a rippling sensation of warmth and promise, and Raykin felt a strand of drool slip from his chin and spiral to the dirt below. Oh, how he wanted contact with such a beautiful creature, HIS mate, and how deeply he yearned for her love &ndash; and now both seemed possible again, perhaps truly within reach!<br /><br />Kysp nuzzled up against his chest and shoulders, brushing her breast fluff into him, wrapping her head and neck around his, affectionately. Slowly, so slowly, she bent down and slid her head between his forelegs, tilting her muzzle back and up to keep her chin on his chest as long as possible. Dropping her gaze, she studied his privates and peeking member, without making a sound apart from her long, sensuous breaths. Raykin let her ogle for a few moments, then took a step forward to get over her. She put her snout right next to his stiffened member so he could feel the warmth of her exhalations &ndash; but nothing more.<br /><br />Raykin whined urgently. Even in her moment of relinquishment she was still a merciless tease. His penis jutted out lustfully, his imagination running wild with visions of coming ecstasy, but his mind gripping tight to the possibility it was still just a cruel trick or delusion.<br /><br />Kysp nuzzled into his belly fur and he humped forward a little, trying to connect. She dodged elegantly as she continued to drift toward his crotch and inner thighs, making effective but almost unnoticeable alterations of course, always missing the mark he so eagerly anticipated. She breathed hungrily on his genitals, very deliberately keeping just out of reach.<br /><br />He finally relented and stood still, shivering a little, realizing she would get to him in her own good time, hoping she would get bored and hurry it up. Praying she would reward him for his patience, his docility. He heard her giggle and he put his ears half back.<br /><br />&quot;Kysp...please!&quot;<br /><br />She started licking, everywhere but There, knowing exactly how much the denial would drive him crazy. Her tongue slipped decisively across his lower abdomen, into his crotch on both sides of his sheath, in front of it again almost brushing over the drooling tip &ndash; he tried to cheat a little with a sudden hump forward, but she rotated her head and dodged effortlessly, almost like she&#039;d anticipated it and read him perfectly. Ears back and face downcast, he begged her once again.<br /><br />&quot;Kysp!!!!&quot; he whispered hoarsely, trying not to wake the kits.<br /><br />He could FEEL her smiling. The vixen stopped moving and hovered just in front of his package, waiting pitilessly. Raykin stamped one foot in frustration. His tail extended straight out behind him, a little frizzled. His hips wanted to gyrate, his half-unsheathed member heavy and flopping, desperate to stiffen and bury itself inside suction and wet warmth. She tortured him gladly, leaving him starving and exposed with his goal just out of reach.<br /><br />Suddenly he felt her lips wrap around him, instantly burying his uncovered cocklength in her pointed muzzle. She didn&#039;t just engulf his penis, she took as much of his furry sheath into her mouth as possible too, and stretched her tongue back as far as she could to blanket even more of it in irresistible wet warmth.<br /><br />Her head tilted upwards and backwards, submitting her throat to his daring advances, and she kept her nose wedged tight against his belly, allowing her to widen her jaw even more to carry him in. He gasped and leaned forward as she devoutly stroked at his genitals with a twisting tongue, bunching up the skin in sensational ways as he hardened immediately between her lips.<br /><br />From past experiences, he knew Kysp was typically dry-mouthed during sex &ndash; so it impressed him that she had produced enough saliva to lubricate him well and leave him sloppy and wet. In moments he felt his knot bulging out, slipping free as her probing tongue rolled back his sheathfur, and Kysp let the distending bulb grow inside her cheeks until just before he would have tied her &ndash; all the while wiggling her tongue against everything she could reach. Raykin reared his head and squinted his eyes, mouth hanging open in astonishment and indulgence.<br /><br />He couldn&#039;t really compare this experience to the sex he got when the kits nursed him, earlier. There was something unique and irresistible about their inexperience and naivet&eacute;, their tiny muzzles latched onto his pulsing shaft and the arousing simplicity of their endgame. Kysp went about her business expertly, purely for the sake of lust and sensation, caressing secret forbidden places even Raykin hadn&#039;t realized were so erogenous. Her lips were as effective as her tongue, the way she curled and puckered and swept them all around his skin. And oh that tonguework! Unlike the kits, she readily used sideways and rotational motion and could meander lavishly to push and pull and tug at his shaft, knot and sheath.<br /><br />With a loud pop of suction she let him swing loose, little strandlets of precum and saliva flickering to the ground, then leaned her head forward immediately to play with his scrotum. Even with the odd angle, coming up from below the front of his sack, she was able to cover most of his balls in warm, wet licks. Raykin spread his legs and lowered his hips, teabagging her cupped tongue, feeling the fatty pouch squish up as she rolled him around. Now she turned her head left and right ever so slightly, mimicking the motion more dramatically with her tongue, bathing and compressing the flexible skin against each leg. She delved backward and drew him in with steady lapping, then sucked loudly on both balls. A moment later she stroked his perineum with the tip of her tongue, testicles completely inside her mouth and locked between her molars, and he gasped loudly, loving how erotic and dangerous it felt.<br /><br />His twitching penis bumped against her forehead and she balanced it there by perking her ears. He looked back and noticed her genuinely admiring his full, tightly stretched knot resting just above her eyelashes, her lips massaging his scrotum as she sucked and slurped the ballsack lustily. With a huffing &quot;smlkkf&quot; she let his balls swing free, then leaned in again and kissed them over and over again with tightly pinched lips, bouncing and wobbling them with her kisses, each peck its own explosion of sensation. Finally she nuzzled them gently, then leaned herself back to continue working on his penis.<br /><br />Raykin could barely contain himself. He was already close, and if Kysp gave his foxhood anything like the treatment she&#039;d just given his nuts &ndash; this was going to be the best blowjob of his life. But suddenly she slipped entirely out from under him, stood up, and lingered beside him grinning.<br /><br />&quot;What&#039;s the matter, big boy? You seem a little pent up!&quot;<br /><br />His fur floofed everywhere and he put his ears all the way back. &quot;Kyyyyyssssppp!!! Come on!!!!!&quot;<br /><br />She tiptoed around him slowly, in a big circle, sweeping her tail under his chin. &quot;Hmmm....&quot; was all she said. Raykin stood motionless, face contorted in an earnest plea, his throbbing maleness hanging there heavily, alone and untended. Kysp stopped pacing and waited directly in front of him, still smiling slyly.<br /><br />He drank in her perfect form. Round at the hips, lithe at the waist, exquisitely supple. She was gorgeous and she flaunted it, arching her back slightly so the moonlight would streak off her fur in beautiful golden rivulets. She turned her head slightly, never breaking eye contact, keeping her nose pointed and her ears perked in tune with the electricity of the moment. Her lips were just wet enough to reflect the light in all the right ways, soft and lively and clean with the promise of unspeakable pleasures to come. Her eyes were dancing in narrow slits, searching him out, gazing into his heart and mind and most intimate places...<br /><br />&quot;Tell me, do you think I&#039;m good enough for you? Come better or worse?&quot;<br /><br />He was taken aback. &quot;Y-yes! You have always been enough! ...M-more than enough!&quot;<br /><br />She touched noses with him. &quot;Then feed me, my love.&quot; And crawled back under him eagerly.<br /><br />Raykin was trembling with anticipation, scouring his mind for what she had in store for him next &ndash; all he could imagine was that it would be magnificent.<br /><br />Kysp wrapped her lips around the very tip of his penis &ndash; not sucking, just holding them there. Ever so slowly, she slid his cockhead into her mouth, carefully minimizing the sensations as much as she could. She stalled a torturously long moment, then continued taking him in, inch by inch, moving so little as to provide wet, continuous warmth with only the faintest hint of suction. She stopped when she touched his knot, letting him feel her there, cradling his shaft submissively. For a good thirty seconds she just held him there motionless, her huffing breaths in tune with his pounding heart and him panting heavily in the moonlight, occasionally dripping glistening saliva onto her shapely rump settled enticingly between his forelegs.<br /><br />She whined seductively and started moving her tongue gently forward and backward inside her muzzle, imitating the nursing motion of the kits. Slowly, so damned slowly, she increased suction. Raykin&#039;s balls tensed as he was about to blow his load, so she bit down softly to distract him, all while steadily intensifying her treatment. Raykin felt his eyes water at the sudden sting and stamped his back paw, feeling his maleness straining forward, begging her for more. Kysp made no sounds except for a muffled, swallowing &quot;cchlllpp&quot;, internalized and divinely muffled by her tightly sealed vixen muzzle.<br /><br />She began bobbing her head, scraping him sharply with her teeth to keep him from climaxing. It hurt, not quite piercing the thin and sensitive skin &ndash; but the combination of sensations felt incredible while effectively suspending his orgasm. On each forward thrust Kysp made sure to slap her snoot against his knot, using the momentum to push him back in a tug of slippery skin as her head then reversed direction, bouncing him in and out of her. Raykin leaned into the action as far as he could without losing his balance, his hind legs spread wide, tail flagged, lifting one foreleg at a time to flex his forepaws and vent excess energy. Kysp grunted immodestly as she sucked, keeping her eyes closed and lips locked tight, cheeks sculpted lustily around his engorged member as it slithered around inside her talented mouth.<br /><br />Without any warning she changed her approach altogether, and Raykin knew she meant this to be his climax. Somehow she nearly doubled her sucking strength, having apparently been holding back, flickering her tightly curled tongue all along his erection, head bobbing fiercely, making no attempt to be quiet or contained in any way. Louds &quot;ollmpphs&quot; and &quot;sloorks&quot; and &quot;pplsssps&quot; and &quot;hmmmmmms&quot; and other unimaginably sexy sounds targeted Raykin&#039;s every male instinct. He couldn&#039;t help but thrust greedily &ndash; and she encouraged this, shifting her stance into a low crouch so she could react to his humping with full mobility, moaning around his pleasure.<br /><br />Ry and Keet were wide awake, watching with big, saucer eyes. Raykin noticed them but couldn&#039;t focus, humping ferally into his mate, squeezing her ample haunches with his forepaws, his world upside down and inside out with a cascading spiral of the purest, most rapturous color &ndash; and the unmatchable, supreme perfection of his soul-mate beneath him.<br /><br />The vixen reoriented her muzzle with every thrust, twisting her lips and head and pounding her nose against his knot like a bumper, wrapping her tongue around the fleshy sphere to lap at the base and sheathlips, oscillating her tongue along his shaft, raising it up along his length to maintain a consistent pressure, scooping back to draw him in and give him the sensation of sliding deeper, gripping and tormenting him with the slickest little glides and whips. And tightly, tightly sucking.<br /><br />Raykin felt his orgasm catapulting upward and outward. He burst forth in a white-hot torrent, whimpering loudly with his jaws agape, lines of drool rolling off his lips and cascading onto her rump fur below. The vixen crouched under him, writhing lustfully, greedily swallowing the thick jets of semen. Milking him. Drinking him.<br /><br />And just like that, without warning, she slashed him sharply with a single fang, cutting through the thin skin about halfway up his penis in a decisively painful, razor-sharp incision. He yelped at the top of his lungs, eyes wide in horror.<br /><br />&quot;Kyyyyyysssssppppppp!!!!!&quot;<br /><br />She jammed her head forward and upward, semen and blood squirting out against his crotch, and he felt the stiff, bloating compression of his knot against her mouth before she parted her teeth and he popped inside. Her pure-white cheeks billowed out around him and she clenched him there firmly. He tried to backpedal to escape the searing ache, still orgasming intensely, but she crept forward beneath him, deeply pegged and locked in place with her face buried in his wet nether-fur. He was bleeding profusely but couldn&#039;t do anything about it, and the cut hurt like fire as she stroked it with her tongue &ndash; but he simply wasn&#039;t going anywhere, trapped against his will between the sharpest of pain and pleasure. He gave up his fight and stood, crying harshly as the feelings overwhelmed him, knotted to the muzzle of his terrible, wonderful mate, ejaculating and bleeding into the back of her throat.<br /><br />Ry and Keet were frantic, squeaking out questions in shrill voices weighted with fear. Raykin flattened his ears in shame, not hearing any of it, tears rolling down his cheeks. Ry dashed over to Kysp, trying to comprehend why she was stuck so awkwardly to Raykin&#039;s nipple, and she smiled with some difficulty and winked at him. Through the stretched skin of Kysp&#039;s cheek, Raykin felt the pressure of a tiny tongue pressed up against his knot, as Ry licked at the bulge in his mother&#039;s cheek in concern. Keet was propped up in a stand, her paws planted on Kysp&#039;s hindquarters, nuzzling into Raykin&#039;s chest fluff, crying because he was crying. He dropped his head sadly, licking at her face and neck. Their mutual distress was both comforting and deeply upsetting.<br /><br />The foxes stayed together for several minutes before Raykin softened enough to pop free from Kysp&#039;s muzzle. His penis was still bleeding slowly, and the cut was incredibly sore, but the constant pressure and contact of her saliva had mostly sealed the wound. He looked back at the vixen, begging her for answers.<br /><br />&quot;What happened, mama?&quot; Ry asked for the hundredth time, his voice shaky, trying to sound brave. He studied Raykin&#039;s erection as it softened, hanging lewdly a few inches from his face. &quot;Why is daddy hurt there? Did you bite him?&quot;<br /><br />Kysp gulped loudly and licked her lips. &quot;Yes, I bit him, kits. I tried to nurse him too and this is what happened. I guess...my teeth were too sharp.&quot; Ry and Keet looked shocked.<br /><br />Kysp continued. &quot;But don&#039;t worry, it&#039;ll heal. Your teeth are getting sharp now, too. You can&#039;t nurse him anymore; you&#039;re going to have to finish your weaning and eat meat.&quot; She looked up at Raykin. &quot;I&#039;ll take care of you. I promise.&quot;<br /><br />Raykin&#039;s tears fell once more, the relief and gratitude flooding over him. &quot;K-k-kits, I&#039;ll &ndash; be just fine.&quot; The dog fox swallowed shallowly, trying to stop crying. &quot;Your mother is a fine, fine vixen.&quot; He sat back on his haunches, wincing in severe pain. Kysp and the kits watched him closely.<br /><br />&quot;She ... might have to help me hunt for that meat, though.&quot; He finally smiled, weakly.<br /><br />Kysp smirked confidently as the siblings looked back at her. &quot;Oh, you&#039;ll be eating well. And kits, maybe sometime you can come along to watch, too!&quot;<br /><br />Ry and Keet twitched their tails excitedly, visibly relieved that their parents were alright. &quot;Ok mommy!&quot;<br /><br />Kysp wiped the fluids off her lips and made sure the kits noticed. Without a word they trotted over to her and helped lick her face, neck, chest and paws. She made quite a show of the whole affair, spooning some of the semen out of her mouth and offering it to the little foxes &ndash; and they licked it out of her cupped, extended tongue. Raykin jutted forward with new arousal &ndash; and then yelped loudly, turning away and licking his wound to keep it from reopening. Oh Kysp, some things never change...<br /><br />The kits finished cleaning Kysp and the vixen trotted over to Raykin, nuzzling into his neck fur, looking up at him with her luscious, foxy eyes.<br /><br />He sighed and leaned against her until the mischievous youngsters distracted themselves with some other game, scampering off into the bushes, frisky with the first gleam of the sunrise and the chipper morning air.<br /><br />Whether or not the kits would remember these escapades, time would tell. For the beleaguered mates, the journey toward healing had finally begun. And for all its weaknesses, failures, and brokenness &ndash; the family was whole again.<br /><br />The End</span>",
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